Author's Note

THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS: MUMMY TF, FEMINIZATION, HIP AND ASS EXPANSION, AND FTM TF!!

Day 3: Applejack

“What do ya reckon, Big Mac? Serious?”

“Eeeyup.”

“Reckon ah should look into it?”

“Eeeyup.”

The eldest of the Apple siblings were currently discussing the situation regarding their latest orchard expansion. During the digging process, Applejack managed to unearth a piece of stone, one that looked far more intricate than any layer of cobblestone. Rather, it was some carved tablet, chipped in with symbols that neither of them quite understood. What made it more bizarre was the color. Applejack had dug up plenty of rocks in the past, all of them had their own colors. Grey, brown, tan, even green and a bit of gold once. Pink, pink was a new one. It was something new.

“Hang on a sec, Big Mac. Ah’m gonna go and give Twi a call…” She murmured as she took some steps away from the dig site and pulled out her phone. She wanted to call Sunset, but unfortunately, she was out for the week, and if this were a magical emergency, then it was important she get it sorted ASAP. Twilight was the second best for that, given she had a mind matching Sunset’s.

As she waited for the call, though, Big Mac would stand around, looking out at the horizon. It was nice to just take in the view, get a breath in or two and clear his mind of everything… Just admire the colors of things… Like the rock… It was pretty… He blinked a bit and shook his head. Weird thought, but it was probably him zoning out a bit. Kind of a weird thought for him to have, but he was secure in his own masculinity to admire something’s color. Yeah… It was a pretty color… Something to just… Look at for a while… Zone out…

Eventually, Twilight picked up the phone, her voice immediately pitching up in excitement the moment she heard what Applejack said. “Are you serious?? That has to be some crazy coincidence! I just read a passage from a book talking about the mysteries of Canterlot!! Maybe… It’s something in there?”

Mysteries of Canterlot, huh?” Applejack rubbed her chin, looking back at the slab and then turning forward once more. “Ah didn’t reckon this city havin’ much mystery ‘bout it… But, with that Camp Everfree thing, maybe ya’ll got a point… Think ya can come an’ help us with this here situation?”

“Oh, I really want to, but I’m in a bit of a bind myself…” She groaned. “The mystery I’m looking into is time sensitive. I might not get another chance for a while! But, maybe if you go back to the library, you’ll find it! I found it holed up in the back, near the more esoteric collection of works.”

“Uhuh…”

“It’s a big leather book with gold trimming and lettering on the front. You can’t miss it!” She then gasped as her voice got quiet. “Hey, Spike! Get me more batteries from my drawer! I’ll let you know how it goes when I head over to help tomorrow, Applejack!”

“Heh, alrighty, Twi. See ya then,” Applejack nodded before hanging it up. That wasn’t the most helpful, but she felt like she got something out of that. Still, even if she was going to have to wait, looking into this thing might be important. Ah should head to the library, she nodded to herself, rationalizing that it was better to be prepared for tomorrow. She turned back to Big Mac, who seemed to have been staring at nothing. “Hey, Big Mac!!”

“Gaaaah!” Big Mac snapped out of his seeming daydreaming, looking around in confusion before blinking at Applejack. “E-Eeyup?”

“Ah’m gonna head over to the library, see what ah can find. Shouldn’t be too long. Think ya can move this here thing to the shed? Keep it outta anyone’s hands, like Granny ‘er Apple Bloom?”

“E-Eeyup…” He nodded, rubbing his eyes.

“Heh, alright. Try not tah sleep too much after!” She laughed, slapping him on the back before turning and walking off. Big Mac was left alone, with the hole, and the slab. The pretty slab. The pretty slab that he had to put someplace safe. Someplace… Private… Just him and the slab… Yes…

He took the slab from the hole without a word and without prompting, began walking in a direction. He never took his eyes away from those symbols, some taking on heart shapes with spirals in them. It was like those spirals twisted about, yet that was just silly. Carvings couldn’t move. Some of the symbols looked almost like people. Looking so feminine, yet… With something noticeable down there. It was so strange just how enamored he was by it. So strange that he couldn’t look away, no matter how hard he tried…

As he wandered, he felt a tightness in his pants, something that caused him to shift with every step he took. But he didn’t see it as a problem. Rather, something in his head told him it was a good thing. He needed to keep following the pleasure. Keep following his cock, and stop using his brain. It was so easy to do, just listening to his bulge and letting it take him where he needed to go while he just watched the pretty shapes… The pretty, colorful…

“WOAH!!!”

All his tranced out bliss was cut abruptly when he took one step forward and soon found himself plummeting down a hole that he swore wasn’t there before. He recalled every hole he dug and he swore that he didn’t dig it!... Right? Even as he fell, his head was so fuzzy, a mix of bliss and adrenaline making the ultimate cognitive dampening until finally, he hit the ground.

Luckily, the ground was soft, plenty soft to absorb his fall and not break the tablet he was holding. Unluckily, that fall was plenty deep, and as he recovered and looked up from the ground, he realized that he was in a bit of a bind until Applejack got back.

… Shoulda brought mah phone… he thought as he picked himself up, looking around in total confusion. The ground wasn’t the only thing that seemed soft, it seemed. Everything around him looked to be constructed in soft, pastel coloring, mixed with a lot of pink. Of course, it was hard to discern fully just because of how dimly lit it was inside. Thankfully, small torches showed him just enough that he wasn’t in any risk of running into walls. He subconsciously gripped onto the tablet as he ventured further, wondering if there was a way out through the door that sat in front of him.

It looked to be made of the same material as the tablet, and much like the tablet, it had symbols carved in it that seemed… Just lovely to look at… Whispers echoed in his mind as he ever so slightly nodded his head. It all made sense. He needed to… Make it all whole… And return the slab…

He took slow steps forward, hands outstretched with the slab still gripped tight. Everything that he was doing made perfect sense. This needed to be put back. The door needed to be made whole. He had the part to put it there. Maybe on the other side, he’d be free… Yes… Set free… By making the door whole…

The pink slab slid in perfectly, the cracks that once formed glowing before becoming sealed up, leaving the door as new as if it were carved yesterday. A feeling of accomplishment filled Big Mac as he pushed the door open to be free. He didn’t know why he knew this, but he could intuit that somewhere, down this dark hallway, freedom lied…

The darkened hall slowly lit up with unlit torches soon burning a pink flame. Not that he needed it. He could see where he needed to go. His freedom. It was right in front of him, a pink-and-gold sarcophagus, just like the voices had said there’d be.

Right as he stepped up to it, the sarcophagus emitted an eerie creaking sound as it slowly opened up. Towering over him was a curvaceous form wrapped in pink bandages that shimmered like ribbons and donning a shiny gold mask. Slowly, those hands reached out towards him, becoming him to step into that embrace.

Join… Mommy…

~~~

“Ya sure ya can’t help, Twi?” Applejack spoke as she parked in the library parking lot.

“Sorry, Applejack. I’m already on my own little research assignment and the timing is quite sensitive. Still, I think if my suspicions are right, that book might have the details.”

“What makes ya so confident?”

“The house I was looking for is right in front of me… I’m gonna have to stake it out for a while…” She sighed as the sounds of a seat being pulled back was heard. “Still, just take any pictures of the book and head back. I tried bringing the book with me, but the librarian refused.”

“Figures…” The farmer sighed as she stepped out of the truck and into the library. “Ah’ll let ya know how things go. Good luck.”

“You two, Applejack.”

Hanging up, Applejack moved swiftly to the back of the library, to the section and shelf that Twilight told her about. Sure enough, the book that she was looking for was there, a giant leather bound tome with gold trimming and Tome of Tantabus in big gold lettering at the front. Jackpot. She wasted no time in opening and flipping through the book for any pictures that looked like that pink slab. It didn’t take her long to find her answer.

The Temple of Mum’sses. Long ago, in times long forgotten, there’d been whispers of a kingdom where all in its domain were effeminate, even the males. A temple of hedonistic art and culture, the feminine kingdom was known for being a popular place that even the great kings once arrived, and all would bow under the might of its pharoah, a woman by the name of Mum’sses. Her voice could command all, bending them to her will and allowing her to change them to her will. Some say she’d made dealings with the gods for this power, others saying she’d always had this ability. Some even speculated that she was a divine creature who decided to plant her influence in defiance to the will of the heavens.

Regardless of the origins, it was a power that some eventually grew weary of. In a conjoined collaboration, they’d taken Mum’sses out of the picture and with it, her kingdom. But while the kingdom fell, the influence of Mum’sses remained. Whispers came from the tomb, and all who dared listen would emerge twisted in feminine ways, smiling and murmuring sweet words of their queen. Soon, a cult formed around Mum’sses, moving the sarcophagus about in secret even as the legend of Mum’sses turned to dust. They would always be in the shadows, recruiting and moving about, making more and more changes. The last known hidden temple was within a forest of Canterlot, wherein the cult would face a mysterious end, and whose door was broken to prevent the mummy’s influence from spreading any further. Even still, it was said that as they moved to bury it, that slab still whispered in their ears, attempting to influence them before they sealed away the force for good…

After reading through all of the tale, Applejack’s eyes were as wide as saucers. As much as it seemed far-fetched, it had some points that seemed a bit too convenient to be a coincidence. Worst of all, if it was correct, that meant that she’d just left the hypnotic slab with her brother out in the open.

“... Aw, heck…” Applejack mumbled before slamming the book closed, shoving it back in place, and rushing out to the sounds of shushing aimed at her, which she dutifully ignored. She focused more on hopping in her truck and making a mad dash for the farm.

~

The first thing that tipped her off that something was wrong was the pink mist that was gradually creeping in. It was barely noticeable from a distance once she arrived, but she figured it was better safe and sorry and strapped her mouth up with a bandana before venturing back towards the dig site.

Ah dunno why ah’m headin’ this way… She tried to rationalize to herself as she walked forth. Big Mac probably put it in the barn, away from everyone. Ain’t no way he stayed too close to it…

Even this couldn’t dissuade her doubt, as she still kept walking towards the original founding spot of the slab, and while it wasn’t there, the fog was certainly getting thicker. This got her out of that mindset of lying to herself about the reality. Big Mac was probably in trouble, and she was going to need to find him and get him out. Stealing her resolve, she pressed on with little fear.

She’d come across the source of the pink mist, a large hole which definitely wasn’t there before. They checked for sinkholes and she was sure this wasn’t there. In her own rationalization, this meant it must’ve been some kind of magic from that slab. Gotta focus… She thought as she tied down a stake with a rope attached and threw down the line. At the very least, she wouldn’t need to fall to descend.

As she eventually descended into the hole and hit the bottom with more ease than her brother, she took a gander at her surroundings and noticed the soft, dark pastel look of everything, little light able to illuminate everything as she tried to see through the fog. Although she couldn’t parse much of the details, she at least got a look at the fog’s source: The large door, left cracked open which she could easily fit through!

Upon entering, she was met with a shocking sight: A woman, easily a couple heads taller than Big Mac, looming beside her sarcophagus, jet black skin and whitened eyes wrapped up in silky pink bandages as she hummed to herself. It didn’t take her long to spot Applejack.

Hello, sweetie… Care to join us in a wonderful time together…? It whispered in a soft, seductive tone, shifting slightly to face the farmer who growled and assumed a defensive stance.

“Ah dunno what kinda game yer playin’, but ah want no part of it!” She growled back at the busty monster. “Now where’s mah brother??”

“Brother…?” The mummy tilted her head in confusion, manicured nail poking at her cheek before snapping her fingers. “Ah! That cutie who freed me is your brother…! I should have guessed… Hehehe, well, no need to worry. He’s somewhere safe…”

Mum’sses patted the sarcophagus, causing Applejack to rush forward in an attempt to fight the monster. She wasn’t going to let her brother stay trapped in that fancy box! She threw a mighty kick towards the monster…

And it was suddenly stopped midair, frozen inches from the motherly monster. “W-What in tarnation??” She shouted, struggling against the sudden force stopping her kick. When looking back at her leg, she found that it had been bound in a pink, silky bandage coming out of a small opening in the sarcophagus.

“Oh, wonderful…! He’s ready…~” Mum’sses giggled and clapped, slowly opening the sarcophagus. It looked like it took an immense amount of strength, with the sound of immense groaning as if trying to displace a boulder. Once it was opened, Applejack caught sight of its contents: another mummy, easily up to the hips of Mum’sses, with long, blonde hair and swirly pink eyes being the only visible parts of the body that weren’t wrapped in pink bandages. Even his crotch was bound in some kind of gold-plated codpiece, displaying a circular bulge. One of those bindings was gripped in Big Mac’s arm, the source that stopped Applejack’s kick in her hands.

“B-Big Mac! Snap outta it!!” She shouted, trying to pull her foot free only to find the bandage snaking up her leg.

Mum’sses let out a seductive giggle. “‘Big Mac’ isn’t home anymore… Now, there’s just my sweet femboi mummy… Isn’t he perfect?... So soft, so girly, so… Obedient…~”

“Rrrgh, you put my brother back or ah swear, ah’ll-MMMM!!” Applejack’s shouts of protests were quickly silenced as her mouth was suddenly bound in bandages, along with the rest of her body. She couldn’t even hope to escape, the bindings moving faster than she could react. Before long, she was left totally encased in pink silk, wriggling in place while trying not to fall forward. With no other thoughts than to escape now, she began trying to hop away from the scene, with thoughts of trying to fill the hole somehow.

“Oh, where do you think you’re going…?” Mum’sses cooed as she grabbed Applejack and pulled the girl into her ample cleavage. Grinning behind her bandages as she felt Applejack squirm between her tits, she began to slowly stroke the head of the girl before pulling her gaze up to meet her own. “There’s no need to leave… Plenty of room to play… Mum’sses needs more cuties…”

Applejack did her best to resist the sudden tugging of her body and tried to pull away, but the moment her eyes met Mum’sses, her fate had been sealed. Those solid pink eyes were so entrancing, so easy to get lost in, her body gradually began to forget to struggle. She squirmed less and less, her angry eyes softening as the irises gradually shifted pink, then to pink spirals. Soon, the whole of her eyes had become soft pink spirals, matching Big Mac’s to a T.

With a giggle in triumph, Mum’sses gave her newest addition a soft kiss on the head before shoving her in the now empty sarcophagus and slamming it shut. Now, just wait in there for a while, sweetie. You’ll be ready very very soon…~

~

Applejack wasn’t sure how long she was inside the sarcophagus. Minutes, hours, days, years? Time had no meaning in there. Total darkness and silence made her feel as if she were trapped within a void, one which slowly warped her mind as the spirals in her mind bore their way through and gradually softened her mind for Mummy’s hypnotic suggestions. She wasn’t bad. She was good. A good boi. Good bois listened to their mummies. And she… She? was good.

Applejack shifted a bit, confused. Wasn’t she… A girl? Was she? Or was he? Her mind squirmed, feeling like a pressure was pushing down on her head. Everything was so confusing. She… He… Didn’t understand. She could feel his hips brushing against the sarcophagus. Was it always like that?

Of course. Good bois had fat hips, and he was a good boi. That… Made sense. He nodded slowly, giving more ground to that lovely, motherly voice in his head. Even then, something didn’t make sense. Applejack… Was a girl, right? And then, a feeling of something warm hit her crotch. Something was pushing out of her, soft, girly moans coming out as arousal shot through her body. Soon, something else was poking the walls of the sarcophagus, his big femboi cock for mummy to play with. That was why it was always wrapped up.

W-Wrapped up… The sissifying farmer thought before feeling something warm dip across her cock and balls, more moans escaping as they shifted and warped. Soon, it was nothing more than a golden bulge, mummy’s golden bulge. After all, Applejack was mummy’s good femboi mummy…

The sarcophagus would open slowly, and Jaccy was met with his mummy and sissy brother. He’d become the same size as Maccy, matching in blonde hair, hip size, and golden bulge. They were practically identical, right down to their effeminate voices.

Mum’sses grinned wider than ever behind her bandages, squirming in delight as she gave a groping hug to her new servant, hands squeezing those fat boi cheeks. “Ohhh, you look perfect~ Just think of all the fun I’ll be having with you…~”

“Yeees, mummy…” Jaccy moaned cutely, instinctively humping his bulge against Mum’sses soft thighs and earning a giggle from the mummy herself.

“My my, so eager…~” Mum’sses giggled, slapping Jaccy’s fat ass. “But play time will have to wait… Mum’sses wants to add just a bit more to her family… You’ll help, won’t you, sweetie…~?”

“Yes, mummy… Make a big… Family…” Jaccy obediently nodded, turning around and marching with arms outstretched. Maccy followed right behind, the twin sissy mummies guiding Mum’sses to the hole in the temple, and the rope that led up to the surface, a welcome to the MILF mummy to the surface and to a whole host of people ready to join her family…